An Extra’s POV

"Let us begin."

As Ralyks spoke for all to listen to, a massive portal opened right behind him, the likes of which no one present had ever seen before.

Space distorted all around him, and like a massive tear in reality, the spatial rift manifested right behind him.

Every single soldier who watched was in awe.

Some had heard stories of the Dark Adventurer, but no one had ever truly seen this side of him.

Perhaps a few guards were fortunate to see Ralyks executing the Dragon back when the Capital was attacked, but their numbers were too small compared to the few thousands that gathered in the open fields.

"What are you waiting for?" Conrad raised his voice at the soldiers who were spacing out.

Their blank and utterly stunned faces soon began to change as soon as they heard their Royal Councilor's—now turned Commander's—voice echo out.

"Match in!"

The grown men obeyed and rushed in, utilizing their formation in due diligence.

Before long, they were all able to venture into the massive portal that greeted them. Not a single one was left behind.

"Shall we?" Ralyks turned to the only man who was yet to enter.

Grandmaster Conrad himself.

"Yes, Sir Ralyks."

The two men then walked into the shrinking portal, feeling the ripple of space as they entered.

From the open field of Royal Estate, their vision instantly changed into the view of a massive military clearing in the outskirts of the Merchant City.

It was a large camp, with tall walls surrounding its vicinity—hence preventing the prying of outside forces.

The overhead was an open sky, but a certain Magical Barrier formed a barrier that prevented any sort of spying from above.

three thousand soldiers—as well as the occupying seven thousand—were fully protected from the observation and interference of the

a barren field dedicated to training or the

be seen on the ground, and several wooden buildings and temporary tent-like structures filled the

stayed at for too long. It was a station meant for transition: nothing more, nothing

post like this. It was designed

subtle

all of them

a sad smile and shook his

City is an exception due to its huge size and incredible

"I see…"

looked at the surrounding area and noticed the seven thousand, five

slowly merged, someone rushed

who seemed to be in her late twenties, pretty, but also having

still had a feminine flair to it. She wore full plated armor, and one of her eyes was blocked with

that was hung on the

one knee, raising the

Councilor Conrad. General Lucy pays

natural, or an accent that she had formed over time,

least, to one of the

It's been a

broadly at the younger lady, his face quickly moving towards the man

a General, and she'll serve as

hand

up the ranks to the position of General." He

—Respect!

the achievement; becoming a General at such a young age. That

bowed, but she accepted the outstretched hand offered by the

she shook his hand, she found herself

but she did her best to drown all of it and

deeply appreciate your words, Sir Ralyks. However, I am still

of ambition glowed in her eyes, and Ralyks seemed

look forward to